Please read this...At least the sun was shining on Monday...
Call this one a look back at the winter weekend of my discontent.
Before we go down that road, let me take a moment or two of your valuable time to reflect on what seems to have been a senseless, unexplainable act which was brought to your writer's attention.
A call came in late Wednesday morning from a fellow traveler on The Journey Through Life. The caller was concerned, make that angry and upset. Seems that somebody appeared to have shot two deer and left the remains laying alongside the road near where the caller lived.
The incident made no sense to the caller. Doesn't make much sense to me either. Such behavior seems hard to understand. I'm pretty sure it won't be the last time we hear about such a thing, and that's just kind of sad.
Back to the first paragraph in this week's colyum, which is going to be somewhat short and sweet. That's mainly 'cause my brain, which doesn't always function on the fastest of tracks, was even slower at the start of a new work week.
One night last week, I think it may have been on Wednesday, yours truly started feeling a little bit under the weather. Didn't give it much thought. Figured it might have had something to do with the lack of sunshine we've had since, oh, about Christmas.
Nope. Apparently feeling just a little bit under the weather was simply the first step involving whatever this malady might have been. Quite honestly, by last Friday evening, I thought the situation had pretty much run its course. Fooled me.
Initially, I didn't feel all that bad. The weekend made up for that. To make a long story short, I pretty much spent Saturday and Sunday under a stack of blankets. I didn't feel like doing much of anything. Not even reading a good book. Sleep pretty much seemed like the best thing to do. In between sneezing. And sneezing. And sneezing again. And again. Ugh.
Monday morning arrived, right on schedule, as it seems to do. I stumbled through the usual morning ritual. Somehow, I even managed to successfully motor to Ullin, and back again.
Back at The Paragraph Factory, another traveler on the Journey Through Life observed that I didn't look like I felt all that great...and that I appeared to be a bit grumpy. Right on both observations.
At least Monday was a bright and sunny day, which always makes people feel a little bit better. I think.
(P.S. It was brought to my attention that there is "no picture this week." That shortcoming would be related to the lost weekend.)